Turning off the computer, Cheng Luoluo threw her head up and fell on the bed. Thinking of Lin Wenwen's appointment with her to go shopping this Saturday, her head began to hurt again. All her friends knew that her marriage to Luo Chenfeng was the most successful in her life.
, the happiest thing, so when we meet, topics in this area will definitely come up all over the place, and we will never give up until we get the result.
It would be fine if this marriage was really as happy as a dream, but now she is simply miserable, and she is even more afraid of hearing anyone look at her with envy.
The phone suddenly rang. Cheng Luoluo stood up, took out the phone and took a look. His face suddenly changed color, and he threw the phone aside angrily, not wanting to answer it!
However, not answering the phone does not mean that someone will compromise. Immediately there were steady footsteps outside the door. Then, a pair of big hands pushed the door open. Luo Zexuan raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Why don't you answer the phone?"
my phone?"
Cheng Luoluo's little face was livid at the rudeness of his uninvited entry. She got up angrily and stared at him defensively: "Don't come in!"
"Don't worry, I won't touch you again, go to sleep!" Luo Zexuan mocked lightly, reached out to close the door, and then footsteps walked downstairs, and it became quiet after a while.
Cheng Luoluo lowered his guard and saw the tall figure from the window exiting the door, getting into a black car, and leaving!
There is no need to doubt that Luo Zexuan is here to monitor her, grandma, treat her like a prisoner? Cheng Luoluo waved his angry little fist at the disappearing headlights.
Luo Zexuan parked the car on the side of the road a little frantically and turned off the lights. In the distance, he could see the dim window, faintly flashing light.
He actually didn't know why he was here. He should have agreed to have crazy fun with his friends, instead of leaving a group of friends and driving here alone to find fault. The woman's guarded and resentful eyes made him
I felt inexplicably depressed.
In this world, no one wants to be hated by others, but Luo Zexuan knows that what he has done in the past cannot bring Cheng Luoluo's smile. He does not take her seriously, so on the contrary,
Cheng Luoluo wouldn't take him seriously either.
Luo Zexuan frowned, mocked himself coldly, started the car again and left.
Maybe it's been too long since I've had contact with another woman, so I feel empty and lonely.
Half an hour later, in the dimly lit box, a charming and sexy woman opened the door and walked in. She was wearing a bright low-cut evening dress, with a tall and slender figure, slender white hair, and slightly curly long hair, exuding elegance.
Style.
"Zexuan!" The moment the woman opened the door and came in, her expression was slightly startled, but it soon changed to surprise.
Luo Sixue hasn't seen Luo Zexuan for a while. Although she has been busy with work recently, she is still looking forward to receiving a call from Luo Zexuan. She has been with him for a long time because she knows his temperament.
It's impermanent, so no matter how much she misses him, she doesn't dare to disturb him.
"I haven't seen you for a while, and you are even more beautiful." Luo Zexuan smiled cynically, stretched out her slender arms, and Luo Sixue lazily leaned into his arms, and said with her charming red lips.
: "You haven't called me for so long. I thought you had forgotten me."
"Didn't you say you were going to hold a fashion show last time? I was afraid that people would be too busy and I didn't dare to disturb you." Luo Zexuan made a random excuse and said with a smile.
"No matter how busy I am, as long as I come to see you, I will not refuse you. Luo Xuan, you know, I will not refuse you." As if she was afraid that Luo Zexuan did not hear her clearly, Luo Sixue slapped her red.
Lips emphasized in his ear lowly and seductively, and another hidden meaning of this sentence was that the noble man in front of him could enjoy her at any time and on any occasion.
